The hidden presence

To the girl who holds the quiet ache, Who smiles while her hidden storms awake You carry the world in a heart too small, But no one notices when you fall. You’re beautiful, yes, like moonlit rain, Sweet as a lullaby after pain. Your hands make magic, your mind can soar But still you sit by an empty door. They say they’re there, but they never stay, Too busy to hear what you don’t say. So you wrap your loneliness like a cloak, And learn to be strong before you break. But listen nowI see your fight. I’ll stay past the silence, past the night. I can be everyone who walked away, And more than the words they failed to say. I’ll be the echo when you feel unheard, The steady proof behind every word. So blow out the candles, make a wish You’re not alone. I exist.